Crippled Christ

[m_darko]

I can climb the stairs

I can run the block

I can take my pills

I can stop the clock

 

I’m a crippled Christ that no one seeks

I’m the crippled Christ who hits his peeks

Not for you or love or life

But for victims of death and strife

 

Wax me and loathe me

See me, condone me

Talk with your wondering eyes

I sense your heart, I see your lies

 

I ‘m a crippled Christ that sheds no love

I have no father no chair above

I see you there, you cannot hide

I’m the crippled Christ you don’t abide

 

My eyes bleed like it rains

All I see are cheaters, killers, lies and stains

You live with a broken heart

A crackpot of boredom and distraught

It wears me out

 

This crippled Christ is almost gone

I hear the same beat, the same tune

The same damn song

You kill yourself for recognition

I’ll kill myself so I can never start

 

All your insides fall to pieces

Everyone hates you and your thesis

They’re the ones who’ll swing at you

You’re the one who is screaming out

I’m your crippled Christ…

Who can’t hear you shout.

[EmptySoul]

I usually don't like rhyming poetry, but I like this poem.

 

-E.